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“Okay, distance, we can definitely do that.” She hated that there was nothing she could do, wanting better for Eden in every way. She wanted to curse every person who made her girlfriend feel like shit but she knew that wasn’t possible. Araceli laughed softly as she got into the driver’s seat. “I mean I do but I’m telling you, you should see the house right now. Ada says they’ve never felt more single in their life,” she teased, reaching her hand over to rest on top of Eden’s as she pulled away and started to drive towards nowhere in particular. “I think Ada wants to talk to me about getting an apartment with them but hasn’t actually had the conversation yet.”

jordanshapirochw

"Hey…" Eden said as she reclaimed one of Araceli's hands as she drove them, "I appreciate you." She kissed the back of her hand, "And I love you." She kissed it again, "And I promise I'm okay, okay? It's fucked up but I'm pretty tough so I can handle it." She'd be lying if she didn't say she hadn't thought about getting a place of her own with Araceli, but Eden could also get on board with her girlfriend living with her sister if it was something she was interested in doing, "Why do you think she's moving in that direction? And how do you feel about that ?"

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dulcie-hernandez

“Wait, what? He put his hands on you?” Araceli could feel the anger course through her, her fist balling up even though she knew there was nothing she could do. “Okay well first I’m getting you out of here. Have you eaten today?” She smiled softly as he leaned into her. “I mean I do what I can. But I could always do more. I’m good, more upset about this asshole. You deserve better. My day was fine. Spent the morning helping my mom start to get the house together. With Sloan getting married soon and then my moms wedding anniversary coming up in August it’s all cheesy vibes in the Hernandez-Kelly household these days.”

jordanshapirochw

"Hey, he tried and he was stopped before he could do too much of anything. Don't worry about it. ok?" She put her hands over Araceli's balled up fists and tried to relax them, "I'm not really hungry, babe. I just wanna put distance between me and this fucking clinic." Eden gave Araceli a quick kiss then got into the car, taking a deep sigh before Celi made it back into the car, "Okay, not you saying cheesy vibes like you don't love every single second of it."

#2ndgen

dulcie-hernandez

jordanshapirochw:

Eden was pissed but trying to not show it, shoving things down and ignoring them being her go to moves in most situations, “Well I did have a summer internship that was keeping me in all work and no play mode, but I just got fired so I need something to do, preferably that won’t land me in someone’s jail cell at the end of the night, I can figure that one out on my own, so any ideas?”

“Fired? That sounds like bullshit, are you sure there isn’t a manager I can talk very strongly to?” Araceli eyebrows shot up as she stood outside of her car, having waited to pick Eden up. “I mean I can have a few ideas once you give me a second to think and not end up in jail beside you.” She held out her hands to take Eden’s and gave them a squeeze before pulling them to her lips. “What can I do to help?”

jordanshapirochw

"It was bullshit. The manager is the problem, that handsy asshole got everything he needed to understand on the matter when my knee connected with his crotch." She nodded, the adrenaline coming down slightly in Araceli's presence, "Take all the time you need, I'm no longer on a schedule." Eden told her as she took her hands then pressed her forehead's against her girlfriend, "Bold of you to assume you're not already helping. How are you?"

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thekenyastratford:

“As you should, Zora Neale Hurston is a literary icon. She’s not only influential to women’s literature, but black literature as well.” Kenya let the woman know, as they made their way through the shop. “Well, between us, whoever this person is…” She said, stopping where she knew Their Eyes Were Watching God to be. “has a amazing taste. You’ll definitely be thanking them after you’re done with it.” Kenya nodded, looking at her as if that was even a question. “Oh, I love it.” She let her know. “Do you come here often?” Kenya asked. “I only ask because I’d like to think I’d have ran into you before had you. I’m Kenya and I only say that because I look forward to hearing your thoughts on this.” Kenya let her know, as she pulled the book out for the woman.

"Yeah, I've heard the name, I can't say I've ever read anything unfortunately." She probably would have as at least one of her books is usually required reading, but Jordan had been in a place where she hadn't bothered with school because she wasn't under the impression she'd live long enough to graduate. "My mother and I think she did yeah, I don't have any indication that she didn't...at least not yet, nobody's perfect. She had this book of quotes and there's so many from that book in it. I only recently found out it's because it was her favorite." She shook her head, "If I did, I'd be even more embarrassed that I couldn't find a book on my own." She smiled, "This is my first time, likely not my last though. Jordan." She held her hand out for a shake, "Sure if you mean that then I don't see why not."

#kenya

thekenyastratford:

Kenya was enjoying her Sunday afternoon as she usually did, with a stop at her favorite bookstore. It was a little mom and pop joint that she felt great spending her money at. Not just because it helped keep this sanctuary open, a home away from home if will, but also because the owner was the wisest woman who’d always instilled her wisdom down on Kenya. Hell, a lot of her choices during what’d happened the last couple of months had come from what the woman had told her. Forgiveness didn’t make her weak. It hadn’t, in fact, it’d brought her to a much better place with the man that she… well, she wouldn’t dare even think the word yet. But she knew she felt something close to it with Pete. So she scoured the shelves for something new to read, well that was until she was faced with a question.

“You’re not bothering me,” Kenya let the girl know, with a shake of her head. “Zora Neale Hurston?” She asked aloud, actually impressed to hear that name leave her mouth. It wasn’t too often she met others who were familiar with that name. “I can most definitely lead you in the direction of Ms. Hurston.” Kenya said with a nod, as she nod over to where they’d be headed. “How It Feels To Be Colored Me?” Kenya asked, looking over her shoulder to see which of the authors works she was looking for. “Or Their Eyes Were Watching God?”

Jordan gave the woman a grateful smile, relieved to know she wasn't being a bother, considering she always felt a little bad in these situations, even if it was admittedly a little ridiculous to feel that way. "Yeah, thank you. Their Eyes Were Watching God, maybe I'll try the other one out once I'm finished, I've only heard good things about the author, but this one is the favorite of someone I admire deeply and I want to see if I can see what she loved about it. Do you like the book?"

#kenya

Jordan's birthday was coming up, which was always bittersweet for her since it was also her mother's death day. As a kid, she would spend her birthdays doing just enough celebrating that her father didn't have to see how much she didn't want to celebrate at all. After beating her cancer though, Jordan started to embrace birthdays much more and the more she stepped into adulthood, the more she started thinking about her mom and the person she really was, not just the patron saint of martyrdom she'd made in her head, afterall, her mom was still in her 20's when she had Jordan and before she knew it she will have truly outlived the woman. With all of that in mind, she ventured to one of the smaller bookstores in town in search of her mother's favorite book, 'Their eyes were watching God'. She was is no real rush so despite not exactly knowing where to look, she perused the aisles for the sake of it, the sections were a little confusing in the sense that all the places she assumed the book may be proved to be incorrect as there was no sign of the title. Since she'd come in, she'd passed a woman around her age who looked especially comfortable to the point where she made the assumption in her head somehow that she worked there, so she approached, "Excuse me, sorry to bother you, but do you know where I could find books by Zora Neale Hurston? Lord, I think I need to read more physical books because not finding it on my own has been nothing short of humbling."

@thekenyastratford

#kenya

suede-dunn:

As much pride as she had in the amount of knowledge she could hold in her head, Suede was always excited when she found something new. She loved learning new things almost as much as she loved winning debates. “I’ve never actually been star gazing but those do sound like ideal conditions. Have you ever gotten questioned by a guard or something? I thought seeing kids in cemeteries was usually a cause for alarm. What, with the threat of underage drinking and vampire slaying,” she smirked. “Yeah? Cool, thanks.” Suede took full advantage of the permission Jordan gave her, scanning the skies and enjoying the view. “Wait, is that Orion’s Belt?” She knew some of the more basic constellations: the big and little dipper being the majority of that list. Seeing this one up close reminded her of drawings she’d seen of the belt even though she’d never actually been able to spot it in the sky herself. “It’s so nice outside I wanted to go for a walk. I’m listening to a really good audiobook and I have a hard time sitting still when I listen to books so walking helps me focus.”

"Questioned by the guards? It's been a pretty long time, but it happened a while ago, but we're friends now so no, not really. You'd be amazed what you can get made an exception for when you practice a little kindness you know? Not that I'm kind for exceptions to be made for me, but it doesn't hurt. "Don't mention it." Jordan got a kick out of seeing how much Suede had been enjoying looking at the stars. Her attention went towards the sky, and she squinted trying to estimate based on where the telescope was pointing. "Not quite, but I understand why you would think that. One of those bright stars is Mercury though. I envy you, I’m kind of the opposite, I have to sit still to listen to those things."

#suede

suede-dunn:

There was a lot to unpack in her response from top to bottom. A fact which only served to widen her smile. “Point taken, What happens during the spring equinox? I’m being forced with the realization that the stars might be my one weak area when it comes to general knowledge.” Her mind flashed to Collin and their astrology chat. “You usually stargaze in the cemetery? Is there a particular reason for that?” She reached out and took her hand, “Suede. Nice to meet you, Jordan. You don’t mind? I’d love to.” With a little guidance from Jordan, Suede looked through the lens. She wasn’t exactly sure what she was supposed to be seeing aside from the freckles of light she always saw in the sky. “It’s beautiful,” she said because it was. You didn’t have to understand something in order to appreciate it.

Nothing terribly interesting when it comes to stargazing but it is the start of spring and night and day are roughly the same length in both hemispheres. And if you just have one weak area you're doing better than most I'd say." She nodded, "Yeah, and my boyfriend had the exact same look on his face the first time he saw me there too." Jordan shrugged, "It's peaceful, dark, and there's clear skies." Jordan shook her hand and told her it was nice meeting her as well then helped her get acquainted with the telescope, "Feel free to move it around and explore, I don't mind. What brings you out if not God's light show?"

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suede-dunn

It was a nice night and the weather was warming up. In a rare turn of events Suede had nothing on her calendar for the night so she’d pulled on her jacket and gone out for a walk with no destination in mind. She’d gotten sucked into an audiobook and lost track of time and where she was. Suddenly there was a wide open field to her left that was empty save for what looked like a telescope. There was no way she wasn’t investigating further. “Hey,” she smiled at the back of the girl’s head. “Sorry if I’m bothering you but I just saw you and– Is there something happening up there tonight? It’s rare you see someone out with a telescope like this.” @jordanshapirochw

jordanshapirochw

It had been a while since Jordan had come out to watch the stars alone. Liam had plans that night but Jordan was hardly bothered, and instead was actually looking forward to seeing how she would like stargazing alone after what seemed like such a long time. It was still so peaceful and she was enjoying herself, though she hadn't expected to come into contact with anyone, "Hey yourself." Jordan said as she looked up from the telescope and turned around, "No bother at all." She looked up, "Technically yes, there's literally always something going on up there. Specifically though, tonight is the spring equinox." Jordan nodded, "Yeah, this isn't my usual go to but I decided against the cemetery tonight. Hi, i'm Jordan." Always offering a smile to friend or stranger alike, Jordan held her hand out to shake Suede's, "Would you like to take a look?"

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lip-dyun:

“Oh, thank god you’re here,” Lip seated himself with little regard for who was actually sitting at the table at Magnolia’s, if only because he had like, one-point-five friends on his best days so he didn’t have the option of being picky with the company he kept. “They’re having their open mic here tonight and I was thinking about making my poetic debut with an autobiographical piece. I’ll give you an exclusive preview and you can tell me how I’m about to change the game, yeah?” He waited a beat before he began, whether they liked it or not, “Meet me in the back room. Blow your back out, crack-boom. Day? Night? Who turned out the lights? That man? Batman. Teenage Mutant Ninja Rat Man–”

"Thank God, I'm...okay." Jordan said, thoroughly confused, but her face didn't really give that away, she just smiled at the guy, "I know that's why I'm here, I think you should." Jordan was quick to encourage, but then he actually said his poem and she thought maybe she should stop being so quick on the draw in every situation. "Oh Lord, um okay, it's very...spirited. But um, what does it mean? What are you trying to say with your...your...slam poem?" She guessed, trying to approach it from a logical stance. "I mean are you the teenaged mutant rat man?"

#lip

liam--molina:

“You know, you’re right, for all I know you could turn into a leprechaun as soon as the clock strikes midnight. And the day does encourage a lot of bold foolishness so I’ll just hold my breath,” he teased, feeling himself ease even more when she put her arms around him. “Of course you had no doubt because you didn’t know what my parents were like,” he teased but the holidays hadn’t exactly been all that joyous, especially with his dad. Who had made it point to embarrass Liam about just how much he didn’t deserve someone like Jordan. “But at least we dont have to deal with it again until next year. Easter? That’s all you and your dad.” He nodded as she spoke about it, his arms moving around her and his hands moving to rest on her back. “I bet you two miss her a lot, especially your dad. Do you think there’s anything special we could do for him? When was your mom’s birthday?”

"Oooh like that one really old Disney channel movie. Come on, don't be a pessimist, Molina. That day is going to be fine. You usually go out drinking and everything right?" Liam's mom was someone Jordan adored, she was amazing, but his dad was...a little tougher to like. She could tell there was some love there for Liam, but he didn't really show it and the way he disparaged him backhandedly was just awful, there was no way to spin that. "Oh yeah? Daddy will be happy to hear that." Jordan nodded, "Yeah...I can't imagine. Sometimes I don't know how he can stand to look at me knowing..." She shook her head, knowing she shouldn't go down that train of thought, "I don't know, maybe. It's in July."

#liam

liam--molina:

“Alright so, we’ve officially made it through Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, Valentine’s Day. Do you think we’ll make it through St. Patrick’s day unscathed?” Liam was honestly a bit surprised at how well he and Jordan had fit together, how they had become a team. He had never invited anyone into his space during the holidays. His family was usually less than joyous and the last thing he had wanted was Jordan to actually meet his parents. But she had, and though it hadn’t been the end of the world, it hadn’t been all pleasant. But Liam felt like for the first time someone was getting a better glance into his world beyond who he was on the field. “Luckily I’m not irish though so we can probably sit that one out unless the lacrosse team has to show up at the st pattys parade.” @jordanshapirochw

“I don’t know, St. Patrick’s day could be the thing, Liam. You have not seen me when I get a green beer in front of me. I’m not the girl you thought you started dating.” She smiled pleasantly over at Liam as she popped the last of her cupcake in her mouth. She draped her arms around him and tilted her head, “You can breathe. I never had any doubt that we wouldn’t make it through the holidays but they can be...rough sometimes, especially for you, I know. Me too I guess, I tend to miss my mom more that’s for sure.” Technically Jordan had never really known her mother, but it didn’t mean she didn’t miss the memory of her, and he recognized that her dad missed her.

#liam

liam--molina:

“You are very welcome, I’ll tell you as many times as you’d like.” He gave her hand a squeeze, smiling at her words. “Mmm…I think I could definitely go for some tacos right now. Something warm. Yeah? They have any favorite songs you played? Look at us, being a couple of the community,” he teased, brushing his thumb over the back of her hand. “Hey so, I know we haven’t really talked about it but hat are yours and your Dad’s plans for Thanksgiving and could I potentially crash it? Follow up, do you like me enough to suffer through a dinner with my dad and his new girlfriend?”

“Tacos...ooh I know just what you need.” Jordan smiled, having the perfect place in mind. Disney songs are always a hit. They say I sound like a princess so it doesn’t hurt my ego at all either. “You can’t crash, obviously you’re invited. I’m sorry I didn’t do it myself, I chickened out honestly, which sounds stupid now, but thank you for being brave enough for the both of us.” The second part was even more surprising than the first, but it caused Jordan to stop so she could get a look at Liam, “You’re having dinner with your dad and a girlfriend? Of course I’ll come, I like you more than enough to want to be your support system while you try this out. But on the condition that you try and see it as something positive, so no suffering through, just trying something new. Deal, Molina?” She said and let go of his hand, just to hold it out for a shake.

#liam

liam--molina:

“You’d make a great genie. You’d make sure to grant the exact wishes that everyone wanted. It’d be great.” He happily leaned into her touch, whatever exhaustion that was in his body feeling a little lighter. “Uh anywhere but here, anywhere with you, does that narrow it down?” He smirked and paused to wash his hands before heading away from the event. “How about getting foo but finding somewhere outside to eat it? It’s not too cold. Kind of want to enjoy it. How was your morning?”

"You know, not everyone can pin point a compliment so unique that you're sure you'll never hear it again - nobody's ever going to tell me I'd make a great genie again. So thank you, Liam." Jordan appreciated that Liam had spent his morning dedicated to do something good, and she wanted to reward him for his kindness so she fully intended on lunch being on her. She washed her hands as well then threaded her fingers with Liam's and swung their hands as they walked, "That is extremely doable. I don't suppose you have a taste for anything in particular? My morning was great. I went to the children's hospital, just played around on the piano there, hung out with some kids."

#liam

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